So I sat in disbelief
with my tears on the brink of branding me
as one who was too afraid of the truth
for what the truth would imply
or oblige
me to do or we to do
So I implored the board for more
It was asked,
"Do you have something specific to say?"
To the Yes, it went right away.
"What is the message?"
B-E-G-O-D.
Well that seems a bit too broad.
I mean I know I can synchronize
the hemispheres of my brain
So that they work in unison
And that there is this silly tune I hum
And I couldn't tell you where it came from
But I don't see how that quite qualifies myself
Isn't there someone else?
Someone in better health
someone with more or less wealth
What quality is it that made this force
Pick me up off the shelf?
I'm not prepared to teach the world
I'm too caught up in my self.
On a quest for glory
there's only one path that proves true
The path of honor and integrity
It's a path that does bear fruits.
Tell the truth
And become the Zeus
With a lightning bolt by my side
Invoking the spirit of gravitons and photons alike
To make it look like a spike through the sky
But it will only go where it's called to come
And it will necessarily be hated by some
They said it to Rock
And they said it to me
You ain't nothin but a bum
But they don't know where I come from
Or what I might have seen.lol
The Witches of Whereville will watch my back
And I'll thank them by smoking some green.
Marijuana is the name of an Aztec Demon.
But the Aztec God required Human Sacrifice
On an unsurpassed scale
So if God requires murder to live
then I'd rather live in Hell.
Peace be still.